Hot Babe
I am not a hot babe,
I'm a hot babes mum.
I was a hot babe once
but now those days are gone.
I am not a hot babe,
now I am just hot,
hot flushes and dizzy spells,
me,I have the lot.
My daughter looks like me,
is what they all say,
she says that I'm no minger,
so everything's okay.
I'm glad that I'm not ugly,
I'm just not in my prime,
I've had my share of wolf whistles,
now it's my daughters time.
She really is a stunner,
she stands out in a crowd.
I love my beautiful daughter,
of whom I'm truly proud.
Copyright © Jenny Brewer | Year Posted 2014
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